The Mask of Robert

Robert was a solemn man, he went to work like every other cog around him. He wasn’t very noticeable in the sea of normal people, he stood around five foot eleven with a large frame but trapped between overweight and physically fit his fat was distributed evenly, his dark black hair was kept short and business like, he wore rectangular glasses. But this was all just a mask he put on. He hates the corporate world all these people being cookie cut. His at home life was his escape, there he was the one in control and he was the boss. Robert occasionally fantasizes about some of the women he worked with becoming his next slave. Robert would pick up his “toys” at the local adult theater and every now and then sample the anonymous holes at the glory hole. Just as Robert was fantasizing about meeting one of his female coworkers and making them his toy, he spotted her, the district manager Shay. She was a red headed slender woman standing at five foot six her perfect hourglass figure had his eyes he stared from her breasts which were probably 36-38C by his guess, to her waist and then her wide hips. “Fuck she should be doing porn with that fucking body” he thought to himself.